This from a couple of years ago, but as I am admiring them again, here they are again.
Windflowers
(because they are deeply rooted,
with a nod to Psalm 1 and St Paul)
Tall
and graceful
supple dancers
straining heavenward
though no one tends them
swaying in the slightest breeze
storm-blown but not broken
in autumn as others fade
cheery pink and yellow
welcoming faces
hosting hungry
bees.
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